The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

But the church is different. Although it is called a feint attacking force, it is different from the magicians who are only here to collect information and let the magicians attack here scattered. The number of people sent by the church is not at 01:30, because except for the first In addition to rounds of intelligence gathering, the Church has one more victory condition than the Magic Association.

Clear all heresy!

Compared with the Magic Association, the church's power structure is more unified and cohesive, but because of this, they have to pay the price elsewhere. For example, the site of the Magic Association has been attacked. They, on the contrary, are more concerned than the Magic Association——

After all, the Dead Apostles are really on the rise, and they are the ones who are most anxious.

A walker climbed up from the ruins again, gathered together and stared at each other for half a minute, a little silent.

In a team of dozens of people, less than ten people survived in an instant!

A group of people unanimously looked at their captain, Kotomine Kirei, who belonged to the super-class representative, and the latter looked at the crow in the sky that sent out a storm of dark wings in another direction, and suddenly understood something, and there was a faint silence After thinking about it for a while, he finally shook his head and said, "Continue to clean up, pay attention to distraction and don't use methods that are easy to attract attention."

"Split one person out and tell the other agents." Kotomine Kirei said flatly, "Black Wing Lord should be in charge of clearing out the outsiders who invaded this city. It was just a casual attack by him just now."

"Then they..." A proxy looked at his dead companion on the ground and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Clean it up, don't give the dead disciples a chance to turn into a living corpse." Kotomine Kirei said indifferently, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at the agent again. There was a trace of anger and hatred in the other person's eyes, obviously dead. Among those who lost were his partners or friends.

"Don't think about revenge, the other party is the 27th Ancestor of the Dead Apostles." After finishing speaking, he turned and continued walking towards the depths of Cornwall.

"But, it's okay to just let him attack us like this?" At this time, another agent suddenly said.

However, the figure of Kotomine Kirei didn't even look back, and slowly disappeared into the depths of the street: "That's not something you should think about."

But soon, Kotomine Kirei's voice suddenly came again: "The Burial Authority is on its way, and someone will restrain him when the time comes."

……

Meanwhile, the clock tower—

"White Wing Lord has appeared. He seems to have never left Germany, and he didn't even make any moves." In the monarch meeting room, apart from a few scattered monarchs, there were also more than a dozen various familiars.

"It seems that the White Knight and the White Wing Lord have not reached an agreement?" A hoarse voice came over: "This is good news."

"Compared to this, Judith, should you withdraw your agents? If this goes on, I'm afraid they will be wiped out—" the familiar representing Lidal suddenly said clearly, At the same time, a vision of the young magician familiar from Limulu's side appeared before everyone's eyes. In the picture, Lord Black Wing led a group of birds to wreak havoc, turning into a darkness from time to time and passing through a group of agents. There were only a dozen corpses left: "To deal with Lord Black Wing, at least the strength of a monarch is required, and the next monarch on our side will arrive tomorrow morning at the earliest—"

"..." This scene made the voices of several responsible persons of the church a little gloomy: "It is indeed unexpected. There seems to be some accidents at the burial agency, but it has been resolved, and it will be soon...."

"Oh, accident?" The old fox Trembellio suddenly asked with a smile: "What accident?"

"It's nothing, a member of the burial agency... just defected."

Chapter 061, you are more like a devil than me, Limuru

The defection of members of the burial agency is nothing new to everyone. Although this kind of information is considered one of the church's secrets, the two forces that have been fighting for hundreds of years have long planted nails and eyeliner in each other's forces. It is already a matter of mutual understanding.

As for the burial agency, because it needs to deal with inhuman existence, the selection criteria for members is to put strength first, whether it is background, character, or personal character, not to mention whether it is once they join. There is no way to break away, and the rule that breaking away means defecting means that this organization is doomed to undergo personnel replacement and defection almost every few years.

But defecting at this juncture... is also interesting.

Looking at the doubtful eyes of everyone present, the Pope himself also said that he was suffering. After all... this damned burial institution is not so much a special arbitration institution affiliated to the church, but rather because it is too powerful, it can only be forced to maintain cooperation and Tolerant Killer Organization!

You must know that the members of the burial agency have the right to deal with the pope first. For him, this is a sword of Damocles hanging over his head forever!

Thinking of this, the Pope let out a faint sigh, and this sigh made everyone present look at each other suddenly, and fell silent.

It seems... the church is not so monolithic.

Lidel's familiar was motionless, but her heart was active.

Maybe this is good news for Limuru?

……

And in this dark night, in the shadow of a certain alley in Cornwall, a figure swiftly avoided a few wandering corpses. The faint concealment magic emitted a faint shadow color, covering his body. The breath of living people, the next moment, he locked the timing of several living corpses coming out of a house, and quickly climbed to the second floor vigorously. After observing patiently for a while, he saw two dead disciples talking about something. Finally, after locking the positions of the two of them, a huge force suddenly burst out from the arms!

Boom!

In an instant, the glass of the house turned into spider web-like fragments, and when a burst of clarity came out, more than a dozen wandering corpses instantly found the intruder, and when they roared and growled, he quickly turned over Entering the window, a cold shadow of silver light flashed, and with a puff, the head and body were completely separated, and a column of blood gushed out from the throat of a dead disciple in an instant, spilling over the entire table.

"Damn..." Another dead disciple shrank his pupils when he saw this scene, and at the same time as he habitually summoned the blood servant, he bared his fangs and rushed at him at an extremely fast speed—but even so, he was still caught by this blood servant. Dao's figure flashed sideways extremely sharply, and at the moment he clamped his arm, he suddenly turned over and poked out the black key in his hand, stabbing the dead disciple's chest with his backhand——

puff!

The silver-white blade pierced his chest, and the dead disciple only felt a pain in his heart. After the vitality began to drain, he struggled hard and wanted to turn around and bite the opponent's neck, trying to heal the wound by sucking blood, but the opponent did not give him any pain. Any chance - the next moment, a magical drawing was made at the place where the black key pierced the chest, and the golden light blasted the entire Dead Apostle into pieces with a bang.

Blood and corpses filled the room.

"Very weak..." After the dead disciples were dealt with, the agent looked around coldly, and said to himself, "Dead disciples transformed from civilians can't even use the most basic magic."

He glanced at the uncleaned rice bowl on the table and raised his eyebrows: "He still maintains the living habits of human beings... He also has a low level of understanding of combat readiness..."

"Useless except for controlling ghouls... not a threat."

Thinking of this, the agent seemed a little puzzled, so what is the purpose of the white knight to transform them?

Even if a city of dead apostles is needed, the best choice for such worthless civilians should be as blood food——

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded from behind the door—ghouls and living corpses wandering nearby had rushed in, so he had to suspend his thinking, crossed his hands and instantly took out six black keys, stab them!

Inspired by the magic power, six silver blades pierced out from the black key handle, and he flung them out with a bang!

In an instant, several ghouls and living corpses were killed by one blow, and the agent also walked to the bedside and glanced apprehensively at the raging Black Winged Lord in the sky, and disappeared into the darkness again without a sound.

He is Kotomine Kirei.

Ever since he realized that the job of Lord Black Wing is to clean up the intruders, he has always maintained the style of assassination. The way of cleaning up has changed from the original collective magic retreat to acting alone, using the black key to gradually clean up!

It has to be said that his choice of doing so was not wrong, because he found that... the real threat in Cornwall, that is, those dead apostles hiding in the dark, was not engaged in any conspiracy, but It's because of their fighting power... In addition to being able to control other ghouls, their physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary living corpses.

Those who can maintain their own consciousness are not as difficult to deal with as the group of beast-like living corpses!

"It's really weak." Above the endless dark night, Limuru, who saw everything in his eyes, couldn't help murmuring softly, feeling a little helpless.

The dense fog drifted away, covering the entire Cornwall, and also made the entire Cornwall completely within Limulu's perception.

However, it's not surprising. Soon, Limulu shook his head with a chuckle. After all, only a small number of these dead disciples were transformed from former soldiers, and most of them were civilians who used to know nothing about the mysterious world. , because of a little magical aptitude, the transformation was successful.

Limulu is also aware of this, so he simply let them move freely—there are more than 3 Dead Apostles in Cornwall today, except for the few thousand who belonged to the Alteluchi camp at the beginning. Almost 80.00% of the remaining freshmen are trash.

It's just cheap fighting power.

However, although Limuru didn't care, there were always some people who were dissatisfied with this, such as Erte Luqi.

More than once, when she saw Kotomine Kirei assassinate the disciples, she released killing intent.

"Can't I make a move yet? Rimuru!"

"Be patient, Your Highness." Rimuru looked at Kotomine Kirei, who was ignorant and attacked a dead disciple again, and said softly: "You have already ordered the Black Winged Lord to intervene, so please stay safe." Be more aggressive, okay?"

Lord Black Wing's attack now was actually not his intention, because that might make the church choose to retreat temporarily—but His Highness is eager to defend the people, so there is no way.

Fortunately, it was obvious that the group of agents did not evacuate, they just dispersed and acted alone, and their actions were more secretive.

"As the saying goes, king against king, general against general." Limulu smiled lightly, "If you act now, it will only put us in a disadvantageous situation."

"I understand the truth..." Hearing this, Erte Luqi puffed up her bun face in anger, and said with a small face: "But you just let them slaughter my subordinates like that?"

"It can't be called a massacre, right?" Limulu blinked, and said helplessly: "If you really want to talk about losses, there are more than 200 agents, and now there are less than a hundred left. Obviously, their losses are even greater."

"Besides, they are not your subordinates, Your Highness."

Speaking of this, Limuru paused, with a hint of indifference in his golden eyes, and explained: "Have you learned about the strength of the Magic Association and the Church?"

"The Magic Association has the support of nearly [-] first-class magic families, and the church now has nearly a thousand branches around the world, tens of thousands of believers, nearly a million nuns and exorcists, and... tens of thousands Proxy."

"We also have a lot of dead disciples with high combat power..." Hearing this, Erte Luqi wrinkled her nose stubbornly and said in a low voice.

"True, but not in Cornwall."

"You have also seen how low the fighting power of the dead disciples transformed from civilians is because they have not been exposed to magic. It is true that they have extremely high aptitude to be able to transform successfully, but obviously we don't have time to give them room to grow."

"Although the tens of thousands or hundreds of agents are all elites, it also means that they will only be an advance army... a real large army, thousands or even tens of thousands of agents will come later."

"There are also powerful follow-up guarantees for magicians, position bonuses, and potion supplies."

"Do you think this group of dead disciples can stop them?"

"Even if you protect them tonight, what about tomorrow? The day after tomorrow, after those old bastards are all gone, according to the plan, we may have to retreat—not to mention them."

"..." Erte Luqi opened her mouth wordlessly, and stomped her feet angrily: "I knew I couldn't say no to you! I'm really sick to try to convince you!"

"It's not a question of persuasion, Your Highness."

Hearing this, Limulu rubbed her head helplessly, and said softly, "You still don't understand, Your Highness."

"The moment they accept the temptation of the devil because of their eternal greed, they have already entered hell, and they are a group of dead people."

"Their only function is to flood the city, giving the Magic Association and the Church the illusion that there are [-] dead disciples here, and a large number of troops are needed to capture it."

"...In other words, Cornwall is the battlefield... right?" Elt Lucy finally understood, she raised her head to look at Limuru in astonishment, narrowed her bloody eyes and said: "The so-called king versus king General, but when your side does not have low-end combat power and the other side does...even if it is a king-to-king battle, the aftermath of the battle will become..."

"That's right... a massacre."

Limulu nodded indifferently, and looked out of the city: "I said that the purpose of Cornwall's existence is to hurt them, and sooner or later they have to give up."

"From the moment you set foot on this land, you are doomed to the death of 53 people in this land, Limulu..." Erte Luqi took a deep look at Limulu: "You are more like me than me." Demon King."

"If I can achieve my goal, let alone 53 people." Limulu shook his head gently: "It's a million, ten million... so what?"

Hearing this, Erte Luqi's small face twitched, and her face was bewildered.

It is true to say so, but your purpose is to protect human beings!

Is your design broken? !It really is a big liar!

Limuru turned her head and looked at Eltruchi with a suspicious expression, as if she had seen through her thoughts, and said with a smile: "I never said I was a saint, Your Highness."

"Actually, I've always been a traditional magician in some ways."

"Then why do you want to protect humans?"

Hearing this, Rimuru smiled mysteriously, took a light breath, and met Erte Luqi's eyes seriously.

"you guess?"

"Ahhh... I guess you are a big-headed ghost!!!"

……

In the end, Rimuru didn't answer Elte Lucki's question directly, because he himself didn't know the clearest answer to this question.

She is willing to fulfill the dean's commission, but this is not the key point. The people she cares about belong to human beings, but Rimuru firmly believes that they belong to the kind of existence that can survive even if human beings perish.

It is even one of the indispensable reasons why things like saving humanity can bring him a desire to challenge and make him feel interesting.

So in the end, Rimuru could only give Erte Luqi an ambiguous answer.

"Probably because I don't want the people around me to feel lonely in the future." Limulu chuckled and said, "After all, human society has disappeared. How deserted this planet should be."

"Oh..." Erte Luqi blinked, suddenly she didn't know what to think, and said a little awkwardly: "Then the people around you...including...including me?"

"..."

So much mud!Limulu was speechless for a moment. He suddenly felt that in his previous life, he had really misunderstood the protagonists in those novels. It turned out that reality is often more magical than novels. It turns out that girls really will post back! !

The protagonist in other people's novels is sure to hit every hit if he wants to flirt, but he... really doesn't want to flirt! !

Xianggui thought this way, but when Limulu heard this question, his body still replied honestly in an instant: "Of course, my Highness."

"Hehe! Scumbag."

"??? Great Sage?!?"

"hehe!"

"..."

……

On the other side, faced with the request of the priest to move on, the magician Limuru originally wanted to directly refuse. After all, his position as a magician gave him an absolute reason to choose to retreat——

His mission was to cover the young magician to collect information to confirm how much combat power there is in Cornwall and whether Lord White Wing exists. Running away, of course, it is not impossible to move forward...

Gotta pay more!

Therefore, Limuru, who successfully asked for a few extra funds, with the support of the clock tower, reluctantly expressed that he could help these good friends of the church to go deeper. After that, other magicians also issued similar requests. The dean in the conference room blew his beard and stared.

Of course, the most important reason for agreeing is because...he smells an opportunity!

He smelled an opportunity to temporarily leave the battlefield, plot the spiritual veins, and summon a saber!

M78 Nebula 756365104

PS: As expected, it died violently when it was put on the shelves, the ancients do not deceive me! !